The Queen has arrived: An Lingrong does not want to fight in the palace after her rebirth

"Jinxi, don't you think that most good things are not durable, like colorful clouds easily dispersed and glass fragile?" After the emperor left, Zhen Huan felt extremely bored staying in the hall. After drinking a few more glasses of wine, she wanted to go out for a walk. After listening to Jinxi's story about the origin of Tonghua Terrace, she asked her sadly.

"My lady, no matter how beautiful or wonderful love is, it is only fleeting. Look at what happened to the late emperor and Shu Fei." Jing Xi watched Zhen Huan fall in love with the emperor without realizing it, and reminded her tactfully.

However, Zhen Huan did not listen to Jing Xi's advice. Instead, she insisted on going alone to the Tung Blossom Terrace, which symbolizes love, to take a closer look.

Jinxi couldn't persuade her and could only stay where she was and wait.

"There is a night banquet in the palace today, why is Concubine Wan here?" Just as Zhen Huan was staring at the purple morning glories climbing on the corner of the stage, a clear male voice appeared behind her. Zhen Huan was startled and turned around to see that it was the Seventeenth Master Yunli.

Zhen Huan was startled for no reason, and a trace of anger rose in her heart. She asked coldly, "Why is the Seventeenth Master here?"

Yun Li saw the sad look on Zhen Huan's face and realized that he had been too abrupt. He said immediately, "It was my fault. I should have walked in front of the noble lady. I frightened her for nothing."

Seeing that he was gentle and polite, Zhen Huan could not continue to be stern and said in a gentle manner: "I was a little drunk and felt that the palace was too noisy, so I just walked around casually."

Yun Li was delighted to see that she was willing to talk to him, and he immediately said, "This moonlight is truly a golden breeze and jade dew meeting each other, better than any other moonlight in the world. It's a waste to spend such a beautiful night drinking and feasting."

This short sentence made Zhen Huan feel like she had found a soulmate. She smiled and said, "As Your Majesty said, I am lucky to be elegant for once."

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On the Tonghua Terrace, the two of them talked about evening primroses, quoting classics, and discussing the past and the present. The Seventeenth Master was knowledgeable and witty. After a few words, he comforted Zhen Huan and told her about the difficulties of being an emperor. Zhen Huan's sorrow caused by the incident with Concubine Hua was completely dispelled.

In the Qingliang Palace, Princess Wen Yi cried until her throat was hoarse and the emperor held her in his arms to comfort her. Concubine Cao looked at her suffering daughter with a face full of heartache, wishing she could suffer for her. Concubine Hua urgently urged the palace maids to quickly bring the medicine for Princess Wen Yi.

After the nurse carefully fed the medicine to Wen Yi, she sobbed and finally fell asleep in the emperor's arms. The pain on Cao Guiren's face was slightly relieved. Hua Fei was secretly happy in her heart. This trick finally worked. She said coquettishly: "I heard that children cry every night because of insufficient Yang Qi. Sure enough, Wen Yi was willing to take the medicine obediently when the emperor came. Now she is sleeping soundly. In a few days, the princess will be well."

The Emperor looked at Concubine Hua with complicated eyes and whispered, "I see that it is really hard for you to take care of Wen Yi, and the child is too young and crying is harmful to his health. He is quite depressed. I think he can't leave his biological mother. Why don't you let Concubine Cao take Wen Yi back and continue to raise him."

Concubine Cao was overjoyed and wanted to kneel down to thank her, but then she heard Concubine Hua say, "I originally wanted to let Concubine Cao take the princess away, but Concubine Cao caught a cold a few days ago and is not fully recovered yet. I am worried that the princess is weak and will be infected if she goes back rashly. What will happen if she gets even sicker? That's why I plan to keep the princess for a few more days."

The emperor's eyes became deeper, but he still said, "Then I'll do as you say." After saying that, he glanced coldly at Concubine Cao.

Concubine Cao felt extremely guilty when she was looked at. She knew that the emperor suspected that she was using her daughter to win favor from Concubine Hua, but she had no choice as she was living under someone else's roof. Concubine Hua had always been strong and vicious, so she could only watch her daughter suffer such a great crime. Apart from feeling heartbroken and resentful, she could do nothing at all.

On the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, the emperor stayed at Concubine Hua's place.

As it approaches midnight, the moonlight suddenly dims, there are bursts of thunder, and the air becomes humid. A heavy rainstorm will come soon. It seems that there is no possibility for the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl to meet again tonight.

The emperor was awakened by the thunder. He gently pushed away Hua Fei who had her arms around him, stood up, got off the bed and left.

Hua Fei was woken up and asked lazily with sleepy eyes: "Your Majesty, where are you going?"

The emperor said nothing, but just waved his hand and asked her to continue sleeping.

The emperor's abnormal behavior immediately woke Concubine Hua up. After the emperor left, she called Zhou Ninghai and asked him to secretly follow and see where the emperor went.

Amidst the sudden roar of drums and thunder, the Emperor held Zhen Huan tightly in his arms, and whispered softly to comfort her who was afraid of thunderstorms.

In the Qingliang Palace, Concubine Hua sat on the bed, her beautiful eyes full of tears. After a long while, she gritted her teeth and said, "Kill her!"

In the torrential rain, An Lingrong, under the cover of honeysuckle, secretly went to Cao Guiren's residence without knowing it from everyone in Fanying Pavilion.

Concubine Cao seemed to know that she was coming and had been waiting under the lamp.

Under the warm yellow light, although An Lingrong was smiling, she asked a heart-piercing question: "Sister Cao, do you really not hate me?"

Lady Cao pretended to be confused and said, "Sister, you are stupid and don't understand what Sister An said."

An Lingrong looked at Concubine Cao who was still holding on and smiled calmly, "The child is weak and will naturally cry non-stop after being frightened for a long time. Giving him a decoction to calm his nerves may seem to cure the disease, but if this continues for a long time, the baby will become weak and neurasthenic, and may even have difficulty reaching adulthood."

An Lingrong's words cut Cao Guiren's heart like a knife. At that time, Concubine Hua told her that Wen Yi cried every night and that this could be used as an excuse to ask the Emperor to visit her. Only then did she agree to Concubine Hua's plan. But later, her wet nurse told her the truth, and she secretly hated Concubine Hua in her heart. How could An Lingrong know this?

But she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart. Concubine Hua had succeeded this time, and the Emperor had become suspicious. He thought he would not use this method again. However, An Lingrong's next words made her fall into the abyss even deeper.

"Sister Cao probably doesn't know that Concubine Wan is afraid of the sound of thunder. The Emperor has already left Concubine Hua and is now in the Bitong Academy."

Digging someone out of Hua Fei's bed! Hua Fei would never accept such a great humiliation.

When Concubine Cao thought that Concubine Hua might use Wen Yi to plot again, her face turned pale instantly, but An Lingrong said at this time: "If I were Sister Cao, I would do as she wishes."

Concubine Cao's eyes widened in anger as she angrily scolded: "Sister An, it's easy for you to say that. Since she's not your daughter, you naturally don't feel sorry for her."

Seeing that Concubine Cao finally got angry, An Lingrong smiled again: "My sister is not so lucky to have a daughter as well-behaved as Wen Yi, but Princess Wen Yi is the daughter of the Emperor first, and then yours."

Concubine Cao seemed to understand a little, but she was still worried: "What if Concubine Hua is even more ruthless this time?"

An Lingrong said softly, "In Concubine Hua's eyes, Princess Wen Yi is now a golden nugget. She will not do anything to drain the pond to catch fish. Sister Cao, instead of letting Wen Yi suffer every day, it is better to minimize the damage within your control and stop Concubine Hua from using her child to win favor."

Concubine Cao was struggling in her heart. She admitted that what An Lingrong said made sense, but as a mother she really couldn't bear to watch her daughter get hurt. Even the slightest bit of hurt would be heartbreaking for her.

An Lingrong saw her embarrassment and continued, "Lingrong has been weak since childhood. My mother once found a recipe for me to nourish the body. If Sister Cao believes in me, you can follow this recipe to nurse the princess back to health for a period of time. By then, the princess will be healthy and live a long and safe life."

Every mother hopes that her children will be free from disasters and diseases, and Concubine Cao is no exception. She finally made up her mind and said, "But if I propose this to her, I'm afraid Concubine Hua won't believe it."

"Isn't there still Concubine Li?"